Armorama.com!! I couldn't get on line except a a visitor. Like some three handed creature I vainly attempted any and all solutions. Stressed to breaking point, and suffering from those old Armorama.com Blues, I deperately fired off an endless series of help requests to Jim, our fearles leader. However try as I may, my life is becoming a black empty void right in front of me!!! None of the proffered solutions seemed to sort out the situation. In a glimmering moment of insight that borders upon the brink of, and is truely akin to genius/insanity (smithies and Kreitman 1969) I noticed that the auto prompt for my name Captainjack had grown a tumour in the center an transposed itself to : Captain Jack Now who is that strange and mysterious alien creature I asked myself? Anyways, after sorting out this little dilemma I was able to refind my lost sanity and sense of existance. And Jack lived happily ever after.

Just a point to bear in mind should you ever find yourself in "Yoda land" or the palce that never was